HONGKONG TELEGRAPH. SATURDAY, JULY 19, 1924 (FEATURE SECTION.
A PAGE
FOR
He Didn't Fit
WHERE DID YOU SAY YOU SOLD
SHOES BEFORE
NO PLACE.
VESSIREE
BALESMAN. $AM
ZLEM-HOWDY » CD.
YOU SAY YOU HAVE BEEN AN EXPERIENCED SHOE SALESMAN FOR YEARS
EXPERIENCED
SHOC
SALESMAN
WATITED
THE
I DONT SEE HOW TH' SAM HILL YOU CAN BE A SHOE SALESMAN AND NOT SELL. SHOES?
SHOE
DEPT
NEITHER LOULD MY LAST BOSS- THASS WHY HE, FIRED ME
18
KIDDIES.
BY SWAN
UNDERWOOD TYPEWRITERS-
PRICEH. K. S112.50. HET.
Weight
In Case
Mininum
Weight.
Maximum
Scrvice.
53/4Lbs.
PORTABLE · MODEL¦
Solo Agenta
DODWELL & CO., LTD.
Queen's Bldgs.
Phona. C. 1030,
MOM'N POP
POR - DID YOU PUT
SURE-I'M CERTAIN
THE CAT OUT ?
I DID!
I DON'T THINK YOU DID
YE-00
By Taylor
I CAN HEAR IT YOWLING!
The Cat's Meow
THEN THE DURN THING MUSTA CRAWLED IN THRU TH' BASEMENT WINDOW?
YEOW
SOUNDS AS THOUGH TH' »L PESKY THING IS IN CHICK'S
BEDROOM -
Yo⋅W⋅R
YOU'R'S TOO LATE.POP THEY JUST FINISHED PLAYING "THE CARS WHISKERS" FROM
W-o-w?
Figure This Out
YES, WHERE
OH, WAS
TILAT YOURS?
IS IT ?
BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES
BOOTS, WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU LOOKING FOR?
MY HORRIBLE OLD ENGLISH BOOK!
WASHINGTON TUBBS I
NOSSIR, YOU SWEPT THE FLOM, WAITED ON I'M NOT TIRED.) TWO CUSTOMERS, AND HINE DONE usly? NOTHING ELSE ALL DAY BUT JUST SIT
YOU OUGHTA BRING A PILLOW WILL YOU TO WORK IND WOULDN'T MALARI OUT THE SEAT OF YOUR PANIS SO SOM
FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS
ASH WILLE
1 JUST SAM! SOMETHIN YOU
NEVER SAW!!
I SEEN' LISA "THINGS THÀNH VÀ T KNOW
FLL SAY ONE THING FOR NOW, BUSS YOU CERTAINLY GOT
A SWEFT DIS.
POSITION
BUT 1 BET YOU NEVER SAW A DOG BALL PLAYER, DID
YA NOW?
SWEET LIVE GRAPEFRUKT EVERY TIME (OUNK OF THE DAY I HIRED YOU W
WORK FOR ME
GREAT JENOSEPHAT~THERE YOU GO EATING ANOTHER APPLE! THE ONLY THING YOURE GOOD FOR IS TO ADVER- TINE TO THE CUSTOMERS WHAT GOOD FRUTT I SELL BY ETERNALLY EATING MY APPLES-LOUGISTA TIE A PINK RIBBON ON YOU AN' PUT YOU ON EXIBITION
IN THE SHOW WINDOW.
Tag Makes a Discovery
6'WAN' WHO EVER TOL YOU AT DOG'S
PLAY BASE
BALL?
NO BOD! TOLD ME - BUT I SAW ONS UP
TH STREET A WAYS- MEESE HE'LL COME BY
AERE AN THEN YOULL SEE KUM
AW-WHATS BATIN' YOU? YOU TALK UKE A
FISH
JAYLOR
I DUNNO -
I HAVEN'T
·SEEN IT?
EYEOW
By Martin
By Crane
I THOUGHT I HAD AN INDUSTRIOUS COWORKER WHEN YOU BEGAN - NOT A TORTOISE WITH SLEEPING SICKNEST AN THE APPETITE OF A FAMISHED L. HIPPOPOTAKUJ, BUT I WAS CERTAINLY A FOOL.WIER I PICKED YOU I CERTAINLY PLUCKEDA BOUQUET
OF BOILED ONIONS!
Exant
SEE SEE! DIDN'T
7 TELL YA? TIL BET
HES À DOG
CATCHER!
BY BLOSSER
FUNNY STORIES.
HE KNEW.
A little boy repeatedly arrivod, late at school.
One day the beadmaster said to him, "The next time you are lato I'd like, you to bring an exonse from your fathor'
"I don't want to bring an oxoUSO from father," said the boy.
"Why not?"
"He's no good at them. Mother always finds him out."
THE REASON,
Mother (at a ball)—“Aro you enjoying yourself, dear?"
Daughter "No, I'm not." "What is the matter?" "I've refused Gorgo six dances running, and ho doesn't boom miserable a bit.
HAD TO BE
"So you want to be my son-in- law, do you? asked the old man, with as much fierceness as be could assume.
"Well," said the young man: "I don't want to, but I suppose I'll have to be if I marry your daughter."
THE RIGHT ORDER. Sergeant Rooney noticed that one of his squad had nëëlected to wash the back of his neck,
"Hi, youl" bo called to the culprit.
Right-about face, and look at yourself!"
HE WANTED TO KNOW. Dr. Bill (meeting former →→ patient) "Ab, good morning, Mr. Jones. How do you feeling this morning ?"
Mr. Jones "Dootor, does it cost anything if I tell you?"
TAKING NO RISKS. "Now, look 'ore, young man," said the pork packer to the artist, "I want you to paint my ploture so as I know it's me, but nobody oles couldn't toll."-Daily Ex- presa.
THE RIGHT TYPE. Your credentials aro satisfac tory," said the manufacturer to
the youthful applicant.
you a grandinether?."
No, sir."
"Any dear old aunt 7"
"No, sir."
Έξανε
"Or any other rolatives who
might die during the 1024 basó-
ball season ? "
"No, sir."
“You'll do, Como in to-morrow - for work-Life.
-BLASE YOUTH:
Modern Child (at childron's party) I say, old thing, this lomonade le frightfully under proof Passing Show.
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